Thou didst lead, like a flock, thy people, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.

O God, nations, Have entered thine inheritance, Have profaned thy holy temple, - Have laid Jerusalem in heaps:

How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou be angry utterly? Shall thy jealousy, burn like fire?

Pour out thy wrath, Upon the nations that have not known thee - and, Upon the kingdoms that, on thy Name, have not called.

Do not remember against us former iniquities, - Haste thee, let thy compassions, come to meet us, For we have been brought very low!

Help us, O God of our salvation, on account of the glory of thy Name, - Rescue us then, and put a propitiatory-covering over our sins, For the sake of thy Name.

Wherefore should the nations say - Where is their God? Let him be known among the nations before our eyes! Yea! By the avenging of the blood of thy servants which hath been shed!

So, we, thy people, and the sheep of thy pasture, will give thanks unto thee, to times age-abiding, - To generation after generation, will we recount thy praise.

Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up thy strength, And come! to our salvation.

O God, bring us back, And light up thy face, That we may be saved.

O Yahweh, God of hosts! How long hast thou been wroth with the prayer of thy people?

O God of hosts, bring us back, And light up thy face, That we may be saved.

Yea the stock which thy right hand planted, Even upon the son thou didst secure for thyself.

To be burned with fire, it is cut down, - At the rebuke of thy countenance, they will perish.

Let thy hand be, Upon the Man of thy right hand, Upon the Son of Man thou didst secure for thyself;

So will we not draw back from thee, Thou wilt bring us to life, And, on thy Name, will we call.

O Yahweh, God of hosts! bring us back, Light up thy face, That we may be saved.

I, Yahweh, am thy God, Who brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, - Open wide thy mouth, that I may fill it.

O God, Do not keep quiet, Do not hold thy peace, Neither be thou still, O GOD!

Against thy people, they craftily devise a secret plot, And conspire against thy treasured ones.

So, wilt thou pursue them with thy tempest, - And, with thy storm-wind, wilt terrify them:

Fill thou their faces with dishonour, That men may seek thy Name, O Yahweh;

How lovely are thy habitations, O Yahweh of hosts!

How happy are they who abide in thy house, - Still are they praising thee. Selah.

For better is a day in thy courts, than a thousand, I choose rather to stand at the threshold in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of lawlessness.

Thou hast accepted, O Yahweh, thy land, Thou hast brought back the captives of Jacob;

Thou hast taken away, the iniquity of thy people, Thou hast covered, all their sin. Selah.

Restore us, O God of our salvation, And take away thy vexation towards us.

Wilt not, thou thyself, again give us life, That, thy people, may rejoice in thee.

Show us, O Yahweh, thy lovingkindness, And, thy salvation, wilt thou grant us.

Rejoice the soul of thy servant, For, unto thee, O My Lord, my soul, do I lift.

There is none like unto thee, among the gods, O My Lord, And nothing like thy works.

All nations whom thou hast made, Shall come in and bow down before thee, O My Lord, That they may glorify thy Name.

Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, I will walk steadfastly in thy truth, My heart will rejoice to revere thy Name.

I will give thee thanks, Adonay, my God, with all my heart, And will glorify thy Name unto times age-abiding.

For, thy lovingkindness, is great towards me, And thou hast rescued my soul from Hades beneath.

Turn thou unto me, and show me favour, - Give thy strength to thy servant, And save the son of thy handmaid.

Among the dead, is my couch, - Like the slain that lie in the grave, Where thou rememberest them no more, Yea, they, from thy hand, are cut off;

Upon me, hath rested thine indignation, And, with all thy breakers, hast thou caused affliction. Selah.

Shall Thy lovingkindness be recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness, in destruction?

Shall any wonder of thine, be known in the dark? Or, thy righteousness, in the land of forgetfulness?

Wherefore, O Yahweh, shouldst thou reject my soul? shouldst thou hide thy face from me?

Over me, have passed thy bursts of burning anger, The alarms of thee have put an end to me;

The lovingkindnesses of Yahweh, age-abidingly will I sing, To generation after generation, will I make known thy faithfulness with my mouth.

For I said, To times age-abiding, shall lovingkindness be built up, As for the heavens, thou wilt establish thy faithfulness therein.

Unto times age-abiding, will I establish thy seed, And will build up, unto generation after generation, thy throne. Selah.

So shall the heavens praise thy wondrousness, O Yahweh, - Yea, thy faithfulness, in the convocation of holy ones.

O Yahweh, God of hosts! Who, like thee, is mighty, O Yah! With thy faithfulness round about thee:

Thou, hast crushed - as one slain - Rahab, With thy strong arm, hast thou scattered thy foes.

The north and the south, Thou, didst create them, - Tabor and Hermon, with thy Name, shall shout for joy:

Thine is an arm with might, Strong is thy hand, High is thy right hand;

Righteousness and justice, are the establishing of thy throne, Lovingkindness and faithfulness, go before thy face.

How happy are the people who know the joyful sound! O Yahweh! in the light of thy countenance, shall they firmly march along;

In thy Name, shall they exult all the day, And, in thy righteousness, shall they be exalted.

Then spakest thou in vision of thy men of lovingkindness, and saidst - I have laid help upon a mighty one, I have exalted one chosen from among the people;

Thou hast cast down the covenant of thy Servant, Thou hast profaned, to the earth, his crown;

Where are thy former lovingkindnesses, O My Lord? Thou didst swear unto David, in thy faithfulness!

Remember, O My Lord, the reproach of thy servants, I have carried in my bosom the insult of the peoples:

In that thy foes have reproached, O Yahweh, In that they have reproached the footsteps of thine Anointed One!

For we are consumed in thine anger, And, in thy wrath, are we dismayed;

Thou hast set, Our iniquities before thee, Our secret near the luminary of thy face.

For, all our days, decline in thy wrath, - We end our years like a sigh.

Who knoweth the strength of thine anger? Even, according to the fear of thee, is thy wrath!

Return, Yahweh, oh how long? And have compassion upon thy servants;

Satisfy us, in the morning, with thy lovingkindness, That we may shout aloud and be glad, Throughout all our days.

Let thy work, appear unto thy servants, And, thy majesty, upon their children;

There shall fall, at thy side, a thousand, Yea, myriads, at thy right hand, Unto thee, shall it not come nigh;

Because, thou, hast made Yahweh, my refuge, - The Most High, thou last made thy dwelling-place,

There shall not be sent unto thee misfortune, Nor shall, plague, come near into thy tent;

For, his messengers, will he charge concealing thee, To keep thee, in all thy ways;

On hands, will they bear thee up, Lest thou strike, against a stone, thy foot;

It is good to give thanks to Yahweh, And to sing praises unto thy Name, O Most High;

For thou hat made me glad, O Yahweh, in thy doing, In the works of thy hands, will I shout for joy.

How great have grown thy works, Yahweh, How very deep are laid thy plans!

Established hath been thy throne from of old, From age-past times, thou art.

Thy testimonies, are strongly confirmed, To thy house, befitting is holiness, O Yahweh - to length of days.

Thy people, O Yahweh, they will crush, And, thine inheritance, tread down;

How happy the man whom thou correctest, O Yah! And whom, out of thy law, thou instructest!

If I say, My foot, hath slipped, Thy lovingkindness, O Yahweh, supporteth me.

In the multitude of my cares within me, Thy consolations, delight my soul.

Zion, hath heard and rejoiced, And the daughters of Judah, have exulted, Because of thy righteous decisions, O Yahweh:

Because of thine indignation and thy wrath, For thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

Seeing that thy servants, take pleasure, in her stones, And, her dust, they favour:

That the nations may revere thy Name, O Yahweh, And all the kings of the earth, thy glory.

I said, O my GOD, do not remove me in the midst of my days, Throughout the generation of generations, are thy years;

Of old - the earth, thou didst found, And, the work of thy hands, are the heavens;

But, thou, art, the same, - And, thy years, shall have no end:

The children of thy servants, shall continue, - And, their seed, before thee, be established.

Who forgiveth all thine iniquity, Who healeth all thy diseases;

Who redeemeth, from destruction, thy life, Who crowneth thee, with lovingkindness and compassion:

Who satisfieth, with good, thine age, Thy youth, reneweth itself like an eagle.

At thy rebuke, they flee, At the voice of thy thunder, they hurry away;

Who watereth the mountains out of his upper chambers, Out of the fruit of thy works, thou satisfiest the earth.

How thy works abound, O Yahweh! All of them - in wisdom, hast thou made, The earth is full of thy possession: -

Thou givest unto them, they gather, Thou openest thy hand, they are satisfied with good.

Thou hidest thy face, they are dismayed, Thou withdrawest their spirit, They cease to breathe, And, unto their own dust, do they return:

Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created, And thou renewest the face of the ground.

Be thy glory, O Yahweh, to times age-abiding, Let Yahweh rejoice in his own works:

Remember me, O Yahweh, when thou acceptest thy people, Visit me, with thy salvation;

That I may look upon the welfare of thy chosen ones, That I may rejoice in the joy of thy nation, That I may glory, with thine inheritance.